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Words in motion; gathered from the day

Sunday, 24 August 2014

Twilight Zone

Driving from there to here
Under a fleecing of dark cloud
The horizon glimmering gold
Frantic heartbeat of tyre on tarmac
Juddering through arterial paths
Counting the space between

Funereal stancions of guarding light
Regard the stars with disdain
Highlighting the absence 
Three lane solitude 

A breath breaks 
Into a broken sigh
Unblinking eyes
Let go a glimmer of sorrow  
Clinging for purchase 
Cheek to jaw - then letting fall
Unsuspected grief
To the Twilight Zone


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